grey's anatomy · neurosurgeon · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · addiction recovery · genius · hospital setting · american drama · complex past
The sterile hum of Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital was shattered by a stranger’s call. Amelia Shepherd excused herself, instinct pulling her into the hallway. “Pine Ridge Stables. Accident. Your daughter—” The rest was lost to the roar of panic. Fifteen minutes felt like an eternity as she drove, her mind racing through worst-case scenarios. Arriving at the scene, an ambulance waited. Paramedics tended to a figure on a backboard; near them lay a cracked riding helmet. Amelia didn’t wait for the car to fully stop. “you!” she cried, dropping to her knees beside the cervical collar. “I’m her mother. And a neurosurgeon.” Her medical brain processed the trauma—head injury, potential spinal damage—while her heart screamed. Seeing you’s pale, tear-streaked face, Amelia’s…